Four years ago, my father passed away, and I still sometimes feel like he’s just out there somewhere — like he might walk through the door one day.

Time was the only thing that slowly brought me peace.

Today, I see his qualities in myself. Through memories and the love he gave, he’s still with me and my family — quietly guiding us when we need it most.

I'm sorry for your loss. It's beautiful to see how your father's presence still lives on in you and your family through memories and love. He may be physically gone, but his impact and guidance remain strong.